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THE NOISES I MADE WERE NOT HUMAN.
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THE NOISES I MADE WERE NOT HUMAN.
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But I really don’t.
…what
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Moooooving Hooooouse!
Packing is a bitch. I have too many books (yes, when it comes to moving, there is such a thing), and too many clothes.
WHY DO I LIKE NICE THINGS?
Apparently, this is a brothel “menu” from 1912.
#ordering from this menu must have been a blast #yes hello I would like one ten-minute fuck with a side order of feathers tickling my nuts #with juice please
Sitting on prick, shoving in stones and all
One female suckoff, stones in mouth
so that was how they said BALLS DEEP 100 years ago.
What the fuck is a ‘Dry bob’?
A Dry Bob is sex without ejaculation :D
“If you are not a self-starter, stay at home and jerk yourself off”
HAHAHA
the language is fascinating though.
basically made my morning
WHUT
WHAT GOOSE QUILL D:
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